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Linea Libra

Your skin is a transmission; a message speaking of days spent at the easel and loves that touched you. A small silhouette sits on the cover of your bookish back. I can read your name in the notches of your … Continue reading

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We’re two blossoms on the same bare and lonesome branch

I tried to write a sestina for you but I didn’t like it; the words I selected had stood grumbling like party guests that didn’t get along. If a transmission is to be sent, it’s easiest to write unencrypted, spelled … Continue reading

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